Fall in love with the void.
The emptiness of the now which makes everything possible, which has room for everything possible, which has room for everything. Fall in love with the infinite mirror, with the I AM. Everything else, feelings, perceptions, and thoughts, are the packaging, the box. The emptiness is the diamond inside, transparent, luminous, rare, priceless, but ever present.
Francis Lucille
Nothing Being Everything..
This key formulation
Which is not a formulation
Brings our finite minds
To the edge of Recognition
Of the extant of Oneness
The very Vastness of
Being..and invites our
Participation..forevermore
Not as a person..but as the
Freedom and Joy of
Nothing Being Everything...!
(Thanks to Tony Parsons..)
AI
As in Artificial Intelligence..
Replicates the so-called
Separate self..
Autonomy of machines
Approximate closer and
Closer..our own body/mind..
Making and driving our cars
For a brief example
Enhance precision and safety..
But is there danger
That the attraction of AI
(Making exile more comfortable)
Delays our discovery
Of Who we are...?
The Owl..
The poet speaks
Of unspeakable horror
A rabbit's scream in
The owl's clutches..
What to say..?..let's say
There is No-thing exterior..
Yet we suffer the rabbit
As we do..our perceptions
Of war..division..plague..
Yet..All is within and
No-thing exterior...
When the owl is less than exquisitely swift and perfect, the scream of the rabbit is terrible. But the scream of the owl, which is not of pain and hopelessness and the fear of being plucked out of the world, but of the sheer rollicking glory of the death-bringer, is more terrible still. When I hear it resounding through the woods, and then the five black pellets of its song dropping like stones into the air, I know I am standing at the edge of the mystery, in which terror is naturally and abundantly part of life, part of even the most becalmed, intelligent, sunny life — as, for example, my own. The world where the owl is endlessly hungry and endlessly on the hunt is the world in which I live too. There is only one world.
~~Mary Oliver, Owls and other Fantasies...
It will be provided
At the time and place
It is needed..
This is the miracle
Which is not
A miracle..but
Simply the Understanding:
The need is dissolved in
Abundance..recognized in
Everything...
Transparency
Is experienced with
A Spontaneous knowing
Of the Nothingness of
Everything...
Beliefs
Lend significance..
Especially when it
Is Recognized
A belief is readymade
To dissolve in the
Knowing of our Self...
